Icy Torture

Sultry and humid the air barely moves
As I watch you quench your thirst
The drops of perspiration trickling down your back
Entice my hot wicked tongue and naughty imagination
Finished now you lay on the couch beneath the fan
Trying to cool down in this liquid heat
Little do you know, it is going to get much hotter
Long before it cools down
Taking my drink recently made and full of ice
I wander to your side and devour you with my eyes
Slipping my fingers into the drink I retrieve a cube of ice
Grinning wickedly, I hold it above your chest and wait
Licking my lips as it drips on your sweet nipple
Making it quickly hard and tempting as your eyes open
You groan softly and arch your back offering your body to me
Kneeling I continue to tease you with the ice
Watching as you writhe and tremble, knowing what I really want
When that piece has melted to small bit, I place it in your navel
Take another and run it over your lips, along your jaw, and down
Until it is circling your nipples making you beg for my hot mouth
I chuckle and whisper softly in your ear
All the naughty, devilish things I am going to do
With the rest of my ice and you moan loudly
My torture has just begun and I slide ice down your body
Lower and slower, whispering… “Soon my love, very soon”